Harry Potter's Catastrophe

The train slowed down and finally stopped. Passengers pushed and shoved, rushing towards the door and descending to a small, dark platform.

Then I heard a loud voice shouting "Freshmen, freshmen come here."

Carney looked around and saw a fat man like a hill, holding a lamp in his hand. He must be Hagrid.

"Come on, come with me. Are there any freshmen? I'm worried about your feet. Okay! The freshmen come with me." Hagrid smiled on his bearded face.

They followed Hagrid for a while and came to a lake. On the other side of the lake stood a castle on the hillside. Rows of small windows on the castle were lit with lights.

"That's Hogwarts!" Hagrid said and pointed to the boat docked nearby. "Everyone get on board. There can be no more than four people in each boat."

Carney, Neville and Hermione boarded the same boat, and the others also found their classmates.

"Are you all on board? Let's go!" Hagrid was in a boat by himself. Miraculously, the boat started to move on its own without the need for oars.

More than a dozen small boats left ripples on the lake, and everyone was watching the castle getting closer and closer. The boats carried them through the ivy curtain covering the front of the cliff, to a dark tunnel, and finally to A place similar to a pier was worn.

Then, under the leadership of Hagrid, we climbed the tunnel, crossed the grass, and climbed the stone steps to reach a huge oak door.

"Are everyone here?" Hagrid looked at the number of people and then knocked on the door three times.

The door suddenly opened, and Professor McGonagall walked out, a serious look on her face.

"First year! Professor McGonagall," Hagrid said.

"Thank you, Hagrid. Leave it to me to pick you up when you get here."

She opened the door wide, and there was a marble staircase leading directly to the upper floor.

Following Professor McGonagall, the first place we arrived at was a small room.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," Professor McGonagall said. "The opening banquet is about to begin, but before you go to the restaurant to sit down, you must first determine which house you are entering. Classification is a It is a very important ceremony, because while you are at school, the college is like your home at Hogwarts. You will have classes with other students in the college, stay in the college dormitories together, and spend time together in the college common room. After school time.

"The names of the four houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own glorious history and has cultivated outstanding witches and wizards. You are here in Ho During your time at Gwarts, your outstanding performance will earn your house extra points, while any violations will cause your house to lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the highest score will win the House Cup, which is very high. Honor. I hope you can bring honor to the college no matter which college you are assigned to.”

"In a few minutes, the sorting ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. I suggest that you tidy up and be energetic while waiting."

Her eyes wandered over Neville's cloak (the cloak strap was tied under his left ear) and the dirty patch on Ron's nose. Harry nervously smoothed his hair down.

"When the other side is ready, I will come to pick you up." Professor McGonagall said, "Please keep quiet while waiting."

She left the room, and there was a sudden murmur of discussion around her.

"How can they accurately assign us to which house?" Harry's voice came from the side.

"It's always a test, I guess. Fred said it hurt us a lot, but I think he was joking." Ron said.

Everyone was nervous, and Hermione began to memorize the book plausibly. Neville looked at him as if he was about to panic. Carney was more leisurely, looking left and right instead.

At this time, a scream came from behind, and Carney turned around and realized that it was a ghost.

"That is--"

The person who was frightened was so frightened that he couldn't breathe, and so were the people around him. Suddenly from the wall behind them twenty or so ghosts appeared. These pearly-white, translucent ghosts glided across the room, whispering to each other, paying little attention to the first-year students. They seemed to be arguing about something. A ghost who looked like a chubby little monk said: "We should forgive, we should forget, I say, we should give him another chance -"

"My good monk, haven't we given Peeves enough chances? But he has given us all terrible nicknames. You know, he's not even a ghost - I said, What are you doing here?"

"We're freshmen," Carney said.

"Brave new student!" said the chubby monk, smiling at him. "I think you are probably preparing to take the test?"

"Yes," Carney said.

"I hope you can be sorted into Hufflepuff!" the monk said, "I used to study in that college. I won't bother you anymore. It's time for us to leave." After that, they disappeared through the wall.

"How brave you are!" Neville whispered.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just bolder." Carney patted him on the shoulder and encouraged, "You can do it too."

Neville looked at him and nodded, "Yeah."

"It's true, Harry Potter has arrived at Hogwarts." A young man with platinum blond hair stared at Harry and said. Next to him stood two Jigglypuffs, one on the left and one on the right. It became quiet, some wizarding families were talking in low voices and looking around, while the Muggle-born ones were confused.

"This is Crabbe, and this is Goyle." The young man said casually, then walked over, stepped on the stone steps in front of Harry, and solemnly introduced himself, "My name is Malfoy, Della. Co Malfoy.”

Ron snorted slightly to keep from laughing.

Draco Malfoy looked at him. "You think my name is ridiculous, don't you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me that the Weasleys all have red hair, are full of freckles, and have more children than they can afford."

He turned to Harry and said, "You'll soon find that some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to be friends with anyone who is different. I can help you with that." "

He held out his hand to shake Harry's hand, but Harry didn't answer.

"I think I can tell who is different, thank you." Harry said coldly.

Draco Malfoy didn't blush, just a faint blush on his pale cheeks.

This yellow hair really can't speak. Carney looked at this familiar scene and asked, is this human language?

"If I were you, Potter, I'd be extra careful," he said slowly.

Seeing that he was about to say something harsh, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. It was Professor McGonagall who came back. He glanced at Harry and Ron and said nothing.

"Okay, now start moving forward." Professor McGonagall said, "The sorting ceremony will begin soon. Now line up in a single row and follow me."